Tag: Caravanning in Barjac

Happy with our Lot at the River Café

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Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit

Barjac, Lozère (South Central France) – “The corner of S.W. France that the British haven’t discovered.”

1st September. In over 50 years, I have succeeded in doing it only a handful of times.

Since I was a little girl, I have tried to make “Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit” the very first thing that I say on the first day of the month.

It was 2 minutes to midnight; “Not the 9 O’Clock News” had just finished. The final frame was a clock; which reminded me…

Mark was taunting me, trying to make me speak. I remained strong. Then I did it! “Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit” I enunciated proudly.

I was just explaining to Mark that it brings good luck as I turned and knocked over a full glass of water, which soaked the seats and all four dogs. Mark, of course, was inconsolable with mirth. I am not sure that it bodes well.

Happy September!
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